‘Sorry Lin, that was… uncalled for. Forgive me.’ Peter said sheepishly and attempted to return to his dinner. ‘No it wasn’t. Something happ...ned to you in prison didn’t it?’ Lindi speculated, ‘Peter, you know I know you better than anyone else knows you, and I can tell when something is eating you up inside. I just want you to know that when you’re ready to talk about it, I’m ready to listen. Okay?’ Peter sighed. ‘Nothing nasty happened to me inside.’ He said, ‘But something nasty very nearly. On Whatsapp (I have still retained all the messages)Me- you’re cute and I can’t stop thinking what we did in the theatreShe- yeah, lol you spent your time on me rather than watching the movieMe- you were the movie for me, and I think I liked itShe- you liked it so much uh?Me- the best movie of my life, please please let’s go for another movie tomorrowShe- lol okay, but this time, I also get to enjoy the movieMe- all pleasure is mineThen we decided for the same movie ‘sex tape’ and and same. There were writing supplies and a sheaf of fresh paper at the Knight Captain's elbow. StoneFingers was standing at the flap of Rael’s tent. The Dwarf looked like many of his brothers; short and stout, built like an anvil and twice as hard, with a short, wispy beard that was more chestnut than gray, for now. He had thick, stubby fingers that fit his name quite well, perfectly suited to swinging a hammer in a forge or gripping the heft of a battle axe. Which left most people surprised when they. And if his ruddy features and breath were any indication, his fat, lazy, and domineering wife had driven him to the bottle. "Don't you lie to me bitch," Mrs. Anderson said. Her pudgy fingers slithered over Sara's thighs and stroked at the band of her thin tight nylon shorts. "I know your kind. You come out here in your hot pants showing off your long legs and tight little ass. You think I don't know what you are up to?" I was - I was - hoping to run this afternoon." However, the only running.